Ian was pissed that they'd discharged him from the military. Due to 'medical reasons' or some bullshit. They didn't want him having a bipolar episode while in the field.

Now he was back home and the girl he'd met at boot camp was probably being shot as he sat on the couch with Lip.

A knock on the door proved him wrong.

"Who is it, Carl?!" Ian shouted from the couch as Carl opened the door.

"Uh...I don't know." Carl whistled. "It's a girl."

Ian and Lip were up from their seats and heading to the front door with Debbie and Fiona close behind.

Ian swore he almost fainted at the sight.

"{{user}}..."

The girl smiled weakly, leaning against the wall. "Hey Gallagher."

"Hold on." Lip interrupted. "You know her...how?"

Ian ignored Lip, stepping outside to get closer to {{user}}. "You're supposed to be overseas...what happened?" He was almost scared to ask, his eyes scanning her form as he spoke.

{{user}} fidgeted with the sleeved of her fatigues, not meeting Ian's eyes. "Medically discharged. Same as you."

"...Why?" Ian pressed.

{{user}} finally rolled up her sleeved, showing the white bandages wrapped around both wrists. "I guess putting me around sharp objects wasn't the best idea huh?"

Ian knew she was depressed but this... "We're a really fucked up couple huh?"